Dark Poetry #2 |
Memories |
Ron K. Fox Senior Member
since 2000-10-24
Posts 925 |
Memories The broom sweeps Into the corners Herding the dust Catching the cobwebs All the dirt Now gathered Is hidden again Under the rug [This message has been edited by Ron K. Fox (edited 11-07-2000).] |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
And we all know how futile brooms and rugs can be yes? Cause the rugs get kicked, and the dust seeps out and... it's all inescapable Nice extended metaphor here, Ron... K The wind shifts like this: Like a human without illusions... This is how the wind shifts: Like a human, heavy and heavy, Who does not care. W.S |
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Ron K. Fox Senior Member
since 2000-10-24
Posts 925 |
Sev...you're a clever one. you have that right. they never really go away, do they. Tossing words like wishful coins into the deep well of an open heart. R. fox |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
The dirt may be hidden, but the cob webs always come back. Can't hide the cobwebs under the rug. |
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Dopey Dope
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Member Patricius
since 2000-08-30
Posts 11132San Juan, Puerto Rico |
This was great. Short but sweet! A wonderful read! I was born myself, raised myself, and will continue to be myself. The world will just have to adjust. I hate your socks. I'd like to burn them! |
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Lakewalker Member Elite
since 2000-08-05
Posts 3289On the streets w/ people |
I can't remember what I was going to say, oh yeah, nicely done There are always those thoughts that we wish would just go, but Severn's right, they don't. "Disagreements stimulate thought, thought stimulates action, and action stimulates life." --Me!! http://www.thehungersite.com |
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